Something about you needing to meet someone. Something about it being the right part for you. 'Izzy would be just right for it,' I heard her say."She ...eturns her attention to the mirror, uses fingers to widen a single eye and adjusts a contact lens. "I don't believe you." You can ask them yourself." She stands up straight, turns to me again: "If you're lying..."In the cab, I give the driver the name of Sebastion's club. We travel in silence, and I gaze from my window and Izzy hers, both of us. He was sitting in the outer office, apparently waiting for me."So, you are the cause of my ruined weekend," was what he started with when he saw me. He didn't seem to be a happy camper at all. Finally, he took a good look at me."What are you doing in that old uniform?" he asked. "And come to think of it — how old are you?" This is the only uniform I have. It's from when I retired twenty three years ago. I'm 65 years old." Before he could ask any more questions, I handed him the letter and my. I expect to offset some of those challenges by making us the toughest bastards around, so that people don't fuck with us very often. It's going to take luck and careful thought to make this work, but we've already had some luck, and if stay focussed on our goal, we can see it through." You're right. I just... Hell, I don't know what's wrong with me these days. I'm irritable. I'm jumping at shadows. It's like I'm lost in the woods and I never know what's behind the next tree."I stopped and. “Shit! I’ve got to stop before I shoot my load in your mouth instead of that nice ass.”With that, he pulled his prick out of the depths of my esophagus and walked down to where my feet were still strapped in the stirrups. He stepped up and pressed his fat cock against the opening. It encountered little resistance. He slid it all of the way in with one push until I heard his nut sack slap against my ass cheeks. We both cried out “Oh” at the same time. He wasted no time in being gentle. I mean,.